Page 25 of Hunted Pack
Mathew feels around under my dress until he finds the pockets in the shorts I’m wearing, using the moment to feel me up more. Then he gives the phone to me.
Spotting the name on the screen, Erika, my heart starts beating fast.
I connect the call, my breathy voice no longer from the kissing, but from the nerves. At this moment, a call from her could mean anything, good or bad news. “Everything okay?”
“Yes, everything’s okay. I didn’t mean to worry you. I tried calling Mathew, but he didn’t pick up.” Erika’s voice is light and I give the man in question a look, because he’s close enough to be able to hear her too.
He pats his pockets, not finding his phone anywhere. So he pulls me against him more, his dick trapped between our bodies, his lips brushing against my jaw even though he really doesn’t need to be this close hear Erika or to be heard by her. “Is there a reason you need me?”
“Hey, there you are. I guessed I had about a fifty-fifty chance that calling Vera or Caleb would get me directly in touch with you. I hit the jackpot on my first try.” She falls quiet for a moment as I hear a conversation on her end, but not clear enough to make out any words.
“Right!” She’s focused on us again. “I’m calling to say we’re about to get on the flight. We should be at the airport on your side of things in a couple of hours. I already sent the details to your phone.”
Mathew nods, his eyes serious, in work mode. “Derrick is going to send some people to pick you up, right?”
“Yes. A group of us are coming today and then a second group is coming tomorrow. We couldn’t get everyone on this flight and the next one isn’t until tomorrow morning, so we split.”
“I understand. We’ll see you in a couple of hours. Have a safe flight.”
I quickly say something too, before Erika can hang up. “Have a safe flight.” Even though it’s not for the happiest reason, I’m looking forward to seeing Erika again.
“Thank you. See you soon.” She disconnects the call and I put my phone on the table.
“I want to pick her up from the airport.” I’ve not seen Erika and her pack in a long time and I kind of want to be there when she arrives. And it will hopefully allow us to chat for a bit before things get all business-like.
Erika has been my mum-friend for years and I have a lot to talk about with her and ask her, stuff that I don’t need any of my mates to be around for. Relationship stuff. Pregnancy stuff. Even ‘running an organisation’ stuff, something I never thought we’d ever have in common.
Mathew frowns slightly. “I don’t know if that’s the best idea, security and all.”
I give him a disbelieving look. “You’re sending Derrick and most of your best security people to pick them up, even though, as far as we know, Erika and her pack are in no danger at all.” I think for a moment. I don’t need to be there at the arrival gate, I just want to spend time with her…
“What if I promise to stay in the car? Nobody will notice me if I’m in the car waiting for them. I don’t even have to get out. I can just stay hidden.”
He gives me a look but then nods slowly. “But you’re not going alone, I’ll go with you. I want to meet the lady who manages to run an organisation even more complex than mine. And who helped keep you safe for years.” He kisses my cheek, looking all excited.
Wait, wouldn’t that make the security needs even stricter?
Me going with them to pick Erika up requires maybe one or two extra people, but if Mathew also goes… That’s going to require a lot more people.
Which means we’ll need more cars and that means more of a hassle coordinating everything, which will all fall on Derrick.
I’m sorry, Derrick, I hadn’t really expected Mathew to also want to go, and now my selfish impulse is going to create a lot of extra work for you.
Whoops.
12
Luca
The room next to the one where the kids are staying in, the one furthest away from the stairs, now has a bunch of tables and chairs, so my family, the kids and Vera’s pack can all eat in here without getting in anyone’s way and without hearing or seeing things they’re not supposed to.
I’ve never been in a house this big before. This place has so many rooms and most of them aren’t in use, which feels strange. But, what I’ve understood from Jorge, that’s mainly because their pack is still very new and they’ve just redone basically this whole floor. They simply haven’t gotten around to filling up the rooms yet.
Which explains why the paint is still so perfect and why they have perfectly usable rooms available for so many people to stay in at such short notice. Though, no furniture, so my family is sleeping on camp-beds and everyone has a mix of sleeping bags and blankets to sleep in or under.
I noticed that Vera and Caleb’s pheromones are a lot weaker now than earlier today and that someone put a diffuser that attempts to mask pheromones in the corner of the room. It seems to make things easier for a lot of people, not just me, but no matter how considerate they’re trying to be, it doesn’t solve the issue with my brain.
“You should eat something.” Mum hands me a plate with a salad and some potatoes on it. It looks and smells really good, but even though my stomach is grumbling, my throat feels too tight to swallow.
